CHAPTER 9
When Matthew had shut the door behind him he looked around the office. His suspicions were correct. Zoot was there; he was sitting at the Watcher's desk with the Watcher standing behind him looking like a wallflower. "Please sit," Zoot waved to the chair that was in front of the desk. Matthew obeyed and sat. "I have called you here today because I have a very important task for you to complete for me. So I will get started. As you well know I have informants, or spies as you might call them, that roam around the city taking down everything that they see, then, at the end of the day, they report back to me. I have these spies because I myself cannot walk freely around the town with out confusion and shock circulating around the city, at least not until the time is right."
Matthew nodded in agreement, but thought to himself "Why is Zoot telling me this? What does this have to do with me?" And almost as if Zoot was reading his mind he began to talk again. "Now, one of my informants saw you last night at a night club known as 'The Ghetto', is that correct? Where you there?" Matthew nodded yes. "Good. My informant also told me that you were dancing with a girl from the mallrat tribe. Is that also true?" Matthew nodded again, wondering where Zoot was going with this. "This girl, she was around the age of 15, had shoulder length brown hair, and told you that she hoped to see you around sometime." Matthew nodded again, but this time he decided to speak up, "yes, I was dancing with a mallrat last night, and she was around the age of 15, but what does she have to do with this?" Suddenly, from out of nowhere the Watcher decided to step forward and speak up.
"Do not question Zoot, you have no right! He does not have to..." "It is all right Kevan, you don't need to react like that, just stay out of this." The Watcher nodded and mumbled 'yes' as he returned to the wall that he had previously blended into. "Now, as I was saying, I need you find this girl again. From what I was told she seemed interested in you, and I want to play off of that." "But why..." Matthew started to ask a question, but decided against it. "Let's just say that girl is very important to me, and I would give anything to have her in my possession right now. So, what I want you to do is go back to that club every night and look for her, and when she shows up I want to you to bring her here. I don't care how you get her here, just get her here."
Matthew didn't quite understand what was going on, and now seem like a good time to ask his question "But that guy that showed up, he didn't seem like he wanted her there, and he looked pretty determined that she wasn't going to go back." Zoot started to smile, not because of what Matthew had just said, but because he started to remember his sister. He could just picture the fight that went on in the club between her and Bray. She was such a feisty girl, so sure of herself, always doing what she wanted to do, even if she got in trouble for it afterwards. "Trust me, she will be back. And when she show up you must bring her here."
